Chen Yi was a little excited when he looked at the group of ghosts like a river flowing in the air. Life or death, existence or death, all of them looked at today's battle. With just this battle, there was no other way out. This situation was like Xiang Yu burning his boats and focusing on victory.
Chen Yi raised his head, looked straight at the direction of the Ten Yan Palace, took a long breath, and said solemnly: "The Ten Yan Palace has cut off the life of ghosts in this plain. These ghost gates that retreat can also overcome the tyranny of the Ten Yan Palace. I firmly believe in this."
Xue Ling'er's black and gray skin shimmered slightly under the glimmer of the Ten Yan Palace. Xue Ling'er looked full of enthusiasm and said, "When you meet the city king later, you don't have to take action. Let me be the first to go."
The King of Wheels narrowed his eyes slightly, but his spirit was unusual. The silver-haired wind that reached his waist automatically squeezed out the sound from his teeth: "City King, I'm back."[
Everyone advanced in an orderly manner, with a hundred thousand troops, silent voice, but the iron blood on their bodies seemed to break the night. During the rest period, after further training by the Thirteen Monks and Meng Po, the 100 thousand troops had become a real army. The 100 thousand troops were pointed at, and can they compete with others?
The ghosts who were watching on the outer wall of the Ten Yan Hall Palace first discovered the traces of the private army, screaming and fled back to the inner hall. The alarm bells in the inner hall were ringing, and the Ten Yan Hall Army, who were resting and adjusting, were anxious but not panic. After experiencing the last battle, the blood of these Ten Yan Hall Army, which had been hidden for tens of thousands of years, was rekindled. The last victory was actually not a real victory. The hole at the top of the inner hall city that was cut off by Chen Yi with one sword was still there. Although he won, the Ten Yan Hall did not feel any glory. These Ten Yan Hall ghosts all held their breath and wanted to regain their glory in the next battle.
The city king looked at the approaching army of 100,000, tightly grasped the Nether Spear in his hand, and a fierce arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew that since the last battle he knew that this day would come sooner or later. The slave ghosts outside were cut off from the supply of heaven and earth's energy, and sooner or later they would come back like a hungry wolf, because he knew how cruel the bald man below was in his heart. He fought several times, but he never gained the upper hand, whether when he was weak or after he became stronger later.
But today, the ending may be different. The city king thought of the arrangements he made in leading the Ten Yan Palace during this period, and his heart was full of confidence. In this battle, either you die or I live.
Thinking of this, the city king raised his left hand and shook it in the air.
Thousands of archers from the Ten Yan Dian Army bent their bows and arrows, and shot a well-prepared arrow with force. Thousands of archers lined up in neat sequences and screamed through the air. After rest, the combat effectiveness of the Ten Yan Dian Army increased greatly. The thousands of arrows shot out actually advanced in unison. It was obvious that everyone's cooperation and ability have returned to their peak period.
The city king couldn't help but feel satisfied when he saw such a neat and powerful arrow formation.
Chen Yi first felt a little approaching murderous intent, and knew that it was the Nether Arrow of the Ten Yan Hall Army. His mind moved slightly, but he passed his consciousness to the Thirteen Monks in the army below. The Thirteen Monks immediately understood and stopped moving forward. The 100,000 troops stopped as soon as they said, without any ambiguity. The roar of the Nether Arrows in the air came. Everyone knew that the Ten Yan Hall attack was coming, but no one was panicked, and they were all ready, just waiting for the Thirteen Monks to issue the order.
Fang Ming looked up at the flying arrow, but a strange look appeared in his eyes, without any movement, and then the defense prepared by the private army was not released.
Chen Yi felt very strange and wondered if Fang Ming had a funny head. If these thousands of arrows were down, there would be no more than a thousand casualties. Until he saw the thousands of roaring arrows falling from the sky, it shot a round hole in front of the private army formation, and no arrow shot into the private army formation. He realized that Fang Ming had judged the situation of these arrows early in the morning, so he did not move at all, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him.
The King of Wheels moved his eyebrows and said softly: "This private army has good combat effectiveness."
Xue Ling'er was a little excited and replied: "This move is really wonderful."
Seeing that the arrows shot by the Ten Yan Palace did not ask to hurt people, Chen Yi thought he wanted to stop the private army from advancing. This was so exhausting and exhausting. It seemed that the Ten Yan Palace should have some arrangements.
Sure enough, after the rain of arrows, a fierce voice sounded from the head of the inner palace of the Ten Hell Palace: "Slave ghosts, ask your head to come out and speak."
Chen Yi heard that the voice was the voice of the city king, and it could only be the voice of the city king. Otherwise, who would dare to speak out? But it sounded like the city king was afraid today. Humph, Chen Yi smiled and shouted: "What are you asking your grandpa? You, the defeated general, dare to speak out? But do you want to fight one-on-one?"
"Only reckless men will fight one-on-one." The city king stood on the top of the city, with a tall figure and looked very energetic. He ignored Chen Yi's teasing, but he ignored it and shouted: "You can't stand it outside? Is this life without vitality sad? If you are here to surrender, I welcome it. On behalf of the Ten Yan Palace, I promise that as long as you put down your weapons and disperse each, my Ten Yan Palace will immediately restore the supply of the heaven and earth's vitality. How about it?"
Chen Yi had goose bumps. The city king was really scheming. At this time, he was thinking about dismantling the morale of the private army. But no matter how you look at it, it felt a bit like a play. Is this city king singing a play? Why do you like playing this trick of calling out from afar before the war? But since it is a verbal battle, Chen Yi has been bald for 10 or 20 years and has been with the human race for many years. How could he be afraid of this city king?
Chen Yi smiled and said, "When I ask my brothers, see if they are willing. If they want, I will surrender you." Then Chen Yi shouted and asked the brothers of the private army, "Are you willing to surrender?"
The silent private army remained silent, as silent as a volcano before it erupted.[
Chen Yi deliberately shouted again: "I'll ask again, are you willing to surrender?"
The eyes of the brothers of the private army were burning with rage, but they remained silent, a terrible silence.
"What do you want?" Chen Yi raised his voice and drank sternly.
"Kill, kill, kill", the private army roared like a tsunami, and the evil aura burst out, which made people outside the army feel secretly shocked.
Chen Yi turned around, looked at the direction of the Ten Yan Palace, and shouted coldly: "This is our answer."
The urban king felt the oncoming evil spirit and his face changed slightly. He wanted to dismantle the morale of the private army, but in disguise, he mobilized the private army in front of the battlefield. He should not have been so scheming in this war, just use his strength to speak directly. The urban king clenched his fist with his left hand, and the Ten Yan Dianjun began to prepare.
But the King of Wheels touched Chen Yi lightly and said, "Let me say a few words to that guy."
Chen Yi was so happy. Why did he forget that there was a heavyweight weapon next to him. He wanted to dismantle the morale of the private army? Haha, if this weapon was thrown out, it would be a turmoil for your morale. He nodded to the Wheel King.
The King of Wheels floated up and mobilized his vitality, shouting: "City King, do you know who I am?"
The Urban King was shocked when he heard this voice. Of course he knew who was talking. Although the hundred-year imprisonment made his voice a little hoarse, the demeanor inside was exactly what the Wheel King had. The Urban King hesitated for a moment and shouted, "Wheel King? Is it you?"
"Haha, I didn't expect that you planned to lock me up with King Ping, but I didn't expect that we would have the day we came out, right?" The King of Wheels laughed, but his face was filled with sadness and anger.
The army of the Ten Hell Palace was in an uproar.
The urban king's expression changed and suddenly said, "Where is there anything? Why don't you come and see me?"
The Wheel King shouted: "Come on, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it? We have to make up for our account today."
Chen Yi pulled the Wheel Runner King and said, "Don't go over, it's dangerous over there."
The King of Wheels smiled gratefully at Chen Yi, but said without questioning: "I must go. This is the grudge between us. If a man is in trouble, it will be resolved face to face. This will not affect your war. If I die, you will take revenge for me. If I live, then the war will not be fought, because everyone will listen to me there."
Chen Yi looked at the face of the King of Wheels as thin as a skeleton but determined to compare, and couldn't speak.
Xue Ling'er suddenly said, "I will go with my benefactor."
Chen Yi turned around and thought for a while, feeling that Xue Ling'er could finally take care of him. So he nodded and agreed.
The King of Wheel patted Xue Ling'er on the shoulder and said with approval: "Good guy, he's a man."
Xue Ling'er and the Wheel-Booster King slowly flew towards the Ten Heavenly Palaces under the eyes of the private army.